I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo probably took a few glances, and the shops on both sides sold everything.

There are restaurants, blacksmith shops, herb shops and the like.

This street is relatively long, spreading along the canyon to the distance.

"Is this where the protoss survivors live?" Xu Zimo said.

"When I was here, it was relatively barren. I didn't expect it to change so much now," Jiuyou said with emotion.

"Where is the patriarch of your protoss survivors?" Xu Zimo asked.

Jiuyou looked around and said, "I'll take you to the forbidden area, I guess they will be there."

The survivors around saw Xu Zimo and the others, although they were a bit unfamiliar, they didn't think much about it.

After all, the number of adherents is getting larger and larger, and they may not know everyone.

After passing through several streets, the more you go inside, the more survivors you will meet.

The most central point is a square market, where the transactions of the adherents are all carried out.

It looks very lively here, with people coming and going, and the oval square market is about a kilometer long.

"In the past, the patriarch and the others would distribute materials for training, but now we have to obtain everything by ourselves," Jiuyou introduced from the side.

"From the outside, there is no difference between the survivors and ordinary humans, and we often mix with humans to live."

It is very lively here, and some people are selling the swords they got.

Someone dragged a huge monster corpse and walked slowly by.

The history of the Protoss has disappeared for a long time, not only the Human Race is looking for it, but in fact these remnants have never stopped.

They will sell some unnecessary Protoss relics here, in short, there are all kinds of transactions.

"Passing through this square city is where our patriarch lives," Jiuyou said.

Walking in the square city, Xu Zimo found that many ancient objects were sold on these stalls.

Some are really old, and some are fake, put some dirt on it, and it looks like it was excavated.

"Take a look, take a look, the saber used by the god king is for sale at a low price."

"The God Clan Healing Pill, which can liven the flesh and bones of the dead, and has a higher chance of awakening the blood of the God Clan in the body."

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There are a lot of peddlers around shouting hard, in short, there are all kinds of titles.

Xu Zimo looked amused, according to Jiuyou's statement, these people are just experimental products raised by those superiors.

There are all kinds of people in this world, and it is not easy for everyone to live.

Along the way, the Bone Demon wrapped himself up so as not to startle the snake.

In fact, this protoss remnant is not a real protoss, and whether he is killed or not is not important to Xu Zimo at all.

It's just that he needs the blood of those strong men to unlock the magic clock.

If you're in a good mood, it's okay to avenge Jiuyou by the way.

When the three of them walked out of Fangshi, a passage appeared in front of them.

The door in front of the passage was open, and there were guards on both sides, so it was obviously difficult to get in.

Xu Zimo went straight forward, and before the two men could make a move to stop them, the White Bone Demon waved his right hand, and silently nailed them to the passage.

The movement was very light, the white bone pierced into the abdomen, and the bodies of the two did not fall down because of the support of the white bone.

If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find that the two are dead.

The three of Xu Zimo walked into the passage, which was about ten meters long.

Just after coming out of the passage, there was a "bang", and the door behind him was suddenly closed.

He looked up, and his vision widened.

In front of it was a very open space, similar to a square, about several thousand square meters.

At the end of the square, a tall stone statue stands on the ground.

"That's the forbidden area," Jiuyou pointed to the stone statue and said softly.

This stone statue can't see the gender of men and women clearly, and has short hair, but the carving on the face gives people a feminine feeling.

There are two pairs of wings behind it, and a giant bird is under its feet, its whole body is snow white.

"It seems that we don't need to do anything, someone has already come to welcome us," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Jiuyou asked suspiciously.

As soon as the words fell, there was only a burst of clapping from the side.

"It's really bold, you demon clan remnants, dare to throw yourself into a trap and come to my Valley of Gods."

An old voice came from the side.

Jiuyou suddenly turned his head to look, and saw three old men walking over majesticly in pale white high-necked robes.

"It's the patriarch and the two guardians," Jiuyou said hastily.

The old man among the three old men had pale hair and even a gray beard.

In his hand he held something that resembled a compass.

The needle inside was constantly spinning, pointing in the direction of Xu Zimo and his party.

"This is the Magic Needle, a treasure of our God Clan. If it hadn't issued a warning, you would have gotten in here," the patriarch snorted coldly.

"It seems that there are traitors in the clan, how did you get in?"

"Patriarch, long time no see," Jiuyou said with hatred in his eyes, staring at the old man closely, gnashing his teeth.

"Huh," the old man looked at Jiuyou in surprise, thought for a while, and then sneered.

"I remembered who you are, the traitor who broke into the forbidden area."

"If I didn't go in by accident, I'm afraid I would still be kept in the dark about your dirty experiments today," Jiuyou said lightly.

"Why, after running away for so many years, now you are mixed with the remnants of the demon clan?" The old man laughed loudly, "You think they can avenge you?

When we awaken the divine blood in our bodies, the entire Eternal Continent will surrender at our feet. "

"It's just a group of survivors with weak bloodlines, and they also want to dream of the Spring and Autumn Dream," the bone demon snorted coldly.

The bone in his hand was constantly spinning.

With a wave of his right hand, countless bone spurs shot towards the three of them.

"There is no door to hell, you go on your own, and today I will let you pay homage to my research results," the old man roared violently.

I saw a pale white aura gushing out of his body, and the blood in his body flowed backwards, boiling like boiling water.

The power on these people is getting heavier and heavier, and the divine power is becoming more and more passionate around them.

All the bone spurs shot towards the crowd were smashed apart by the old man's palm.

At this moment, the left and right protectors stood on both sides.

The old patriarch in the middle had white hair flying up, as if possessed by a real god, and his big palm fell vigorously towards the top of his head.

"It's interesting, it really made you figure out some ways," Bone Moxie laughed.

He also punched the old man's big palm.

On the fist, sharp bone spurs filled the air.

The moment the fists and palms collided, a cruel smile appeared on the Bone Demon's face.

The bone spur directly pierced the old man's palm and spread towards his arm.

The screams of pain resounded through the empty square.

"You are definitely not a remnant of the Demon Race," the old man shouted.